The Art of Getting By Page #5
Mom, I'm obnoxious,
I'm deeply disrespectful.
We're getting a divorce.
Come on, I'm sure he'll never do it again.
Now that he knows I can hospitalize him.
We were already headed there.
His business went bankrupt
about a year ago,
and I thought I should have faith in him
and support him.
But there was always some sort of excuse,
or his luck was about to turn.
So, he convinced me
to mortgage the apartment,
and then my own business.
But it was never enough.
He's a sick man, and I should have told you,
but you were under enough pressure
and I didn't wanna distract you.
I like distractions.
It gets worse.
I have to sell the apartment.
What?
The debt has erased my credit.
(SOBBING)
What am I gonna do?
I'll do it.
Hold on.
You have three weeks.
And you still have to come to school
and take finals.
You know that already?
Pick up your assignment packets from
your teachers. You miss one, no diploma.
- Okay.
- Go.
I've given this a lot of thought, George.
I don't think I'm being easy on you.
I simply don't believe
that dull, lifeless assignments
are the measures of a person's soul.
I want one,
one meaningful work from you.
I want you to look in the mirror,
listen to your gut,
and make an image
that speaks to the real you.
What you care about. What you believe.
It can be big, it can be small.
It can be painted in bat sh*t.
As long as it's honest and fearless.
Harris, you have no idea
how much this helps...
But! But. The caveat.
If I smell a rat,
if you didn't find something you've
never had the courage to say before,
I don't pass you. You don't get out of here.
All your work down the drain.
Now, go, get out of here.
How are you?
How are things with Jack?
Look, what is so wrong
with me seeing Dustin?
He told me he was gonna leave it alone.
- But you told him we weren't together!
- What should I have said?
What did you wanna say?
There you go again with the mind games.
Treacherous, sadistic little hussy.
George! There was nothing between us.
- I'm sorry.
- No. You're right.
I gotta go. I have to make up a year's
worth of homework or I don't graduate.
- What?
- Have fun with Dustin.
I'm so pleased to have made
the introduction.
VIVIAN:
And it's good.We've had some great memories here,
you know?
WOMAN:
We should definitely look intosigning a lease for this place.
- It's absolutely perfect.
- Sure, sure.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
What the rest did I was average
But I don't mind
Drawn on two sides without disguise
But I don't mind
It's a great room. Hi, honey.
And you, you don't believe me
And I, I find it easy
Easy
You're recruited head diluted
through a glass eye
Dreams in fiction lost religion
But I don't mind
Cause I spit fire on lovers and liars
And you, you don't believe me
And I, I find it easy
Easy
And I, I spit fire on lovers and liars
And you, you don't believe me
And I, I find it easy
Easy
I, I spit fire on lovers and liars
And you won't deceive me
And I, I find it easy
Easy
I think I'm done.
Me, too.
We had a lot of fun in the beginning,
you, me, and your father.
I don't get what happened.
After Dad.
Things change.
Sometimes so quickly
you don't even notice it.
I don't know. Happiness is, like,
something you have to look after,
be vigilant about.
I mean, you know that Jack loved us.
That wasn't an illusion.
He loved you like a son.
Do you know where he is now?
No.
Do you have any idea
of what you wanna do?
I wanna try and get into an art school.
I need real training.
(CELL PHONE BUZZING)
Thank you for coming.
So much has happened,
and so much is happening, and...
I just need you to be my friend, okay?
I really, really need that. Please.
My mom is marrying this guy
and moving to Texas to be with him.
She's already down there.
Getting engaged means
her alimony payment stops,
which means she can't pay
my tuition for Boulder next year,
which means I don't get out.
She wants me to go live with her in Texas.
What are you gonna do?
(SIGHS) That's the hard part.
Because I'm leaving tomorrow.
Where are you going?
Dustin and I are gonna backpack
around Europe for the summer.
His show sold out. It's his present to me.
What about graduation?
After everything, I'm over it.
They can mail it to me.
And Zoe, Will, and...
I love those guys,
but that was never really me.
And after Europe?
Who knows? Not Texas.
I need to tell you something.
You were right, in a way.
I should've been able to say
what I wanted to.
I'm in love with you. I always have been.
I thought you were the unfair one,
but it was unfair of me not to say it.
So, I've said it.
I was nothing.
I felt like nothing.
Less than.
You changed that.
You know we're gonna be together
one day.
We have to sort through
all of our messed-up issues
and you have to sleep with a lot
of girls to get it out of your system.
Don't go.
Please.
It's a long life.
We're not done.
Treacherous, sadistic little hussy.
(LAUGHS)
I love you, too.
(ROCK SONG PLAYING)
Here it is.
We'll see.
We are getting down to the wire.
I'll either be calling your name or I won't.
Son of a b*tch.
Mara Ryder.
Did she say when she'd be back?
I can't believe she didn't even call me.
What did I do?
Will Sharpe.
They're about to close the doors.
MAN:
Final boarding call for DallasFlight 2013, passenger Diana Mayer.
Come here.
Veronica Walsh.
You're gonna be okay.
I'm fine.
We'll have plenty of girls
lined up for you, I promise.
Zoe, really, I'm...
Thank you.
And
George Zinavoy.
(WHISPERING) Anything is possible.
- Hey.
- Hey, what's up?
I'm starving.
(ROCK SONG PLAYING)
Not bad.
I mean, it's all right.
It's good.
So, what are you gonna do?
Are you staying?
I don't know.
MAN:
(SINGING)I blame you
I thank you
I blame you
Wasn't fit to have you
But I will never run and hide
I don't feel so bad
And then I will not apologize
I am fit to hang and in the falling rain
And I meant to make it out tonight
The hours that go in front of me
Remind it how it used be
And you down in the grass with me
I blame you
I thank you
I blame you
I thank you
Yeah, you come to mind
Yeah, you come to mind
Yeah, you come to mind
Yeah, you come to mind
Yeah, you come to mind
Yeah, you come to mind
Yeah, you come to mind
Yeah, you come to mind
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